She Song

Chapter 160 The Escaped Bride

Seeing the two female soldiers in a daze, everyone laughed and watched the excitement.

Lao Lin's products are genuine, high-quality and low-priced. This table is enough for four people. It's no wonder that the two girls are not stupid.

In line with the principle of economy first, the waiter finally removed a cage of soup dumplings, two meat-filled pancakes, a plate of pickles, a porridge and a soup after suggestions and consultations. These will not affect the secondary sales.

Looking at the half of the food left, the master and the servant were indeed hungry, so they started eating one after another.

Although the ordinary food is not as exquisite as the one in the palace, it is better because of its novel style and unique taste, and the two of them ate it with gusto.

After eating soup dumplings and tasting pickles, Zhao Fujin was already [-]% full, and Xiaowei was still growing up, so she continued holding mung bean porridge.

After eating and drinking enough, the two of them paid the bill and left. The waiter kindly reminded him to order less next time. If it is not enough, just order more. Although the salary is high, it is decent to save money.

Zhao Fujin thanked him and left. After walking for a while, he smiled and said: "It can be seen that the people here are ordinary people, not like non-individuals..."

With personal experience, I saw that the shops and people here were good at buying and selling goods, and even ordinary people were willing to help others. Xiaowei's previous impression of evil people and demons was really hard to express.

However, now that the blood is full, the most important thing is to continue shopping and shopping.

As a result, Xiaowei could hardly hold the snacks, handicrafts, and even the decorations at her daughter's house with her hands, so she rested on a long bamboo chair on the street.

Xiaowei's eyes rolled around, and after a while she suddenly tugged at the hem of Zhao Fujin's clothes and whispered, "It seems like the young man from the restaurant?"

Looking in the direction, I saw the young man bargaining with the owner of the goods in front of the stall. The situation was very intense.

Zhao Fujin couldn't help but be curious, so he got up and walked over, wanting to hear what they had to say.

Owner: Master, if you don’t buy it, don’t make the old man happy. If you really want it, I’ll give you one or two or eight cents of silver!
Son: Uncle, who are you going to sell it to with such a high price?It's better to be cheaper, one or two, I'll pay now!

Consignor: I’m afraid of you. One, two, seven, no more!
Young Master: One, two, three!

Consignor: The minimum is one or two or six, otherwise you will lose money!
"One, two, four, I really have no money!"

"I've never seen a young master bargain like this. One, two, five, no matter how young the old man is, he might as well close the stall and go home and lie down!"

The two were at loggerheads, and suddenly a small hand placed a hundred coins on the vendor's stall.

"I gave you this hundred cents, just think of it as a thank you gift!"

The owner of the cargo was overjoyed when he saw it. He immediately took a hundred silver notes and placed a volume of ancient books in front of the young master.

"Thank you for your great favor, but I still need one, two or four coins!"

The young master turned his head and found that it was the two female soldiers he met by chance in Lao Lin's cake shop. Although he was surprised, he said with a smile: "I just said it casually, how can I ask for a thank you? Forget it, one or two and five, just one or two and five, spend more." Fifty cents..."

After saying that, he took out his wallet from his arms, counted out the banknotes and handed them to the owner of the goods, and then took back the [-] wen paid by Xiaowei.

Xiaowei's sharp eyes found that there were still a few banknotes in the other party's wallet, so she blurted out and asked: "Didn't you say you have no money?"

"Well, this young man is not very honest!" The owner of the goods laughed at this time. They had long been used to all kinds of excuses for bargaining, but they just thought Xiaowei was innocent, so they teased her.

Han Xiaoyao handed the one-hundred-wen banknote back to Xiaowei and said with a smile: "The old man said he was losing money just now, but after lowering the price again and again, there is still a lot of profit, right?"

The old man who owned the consignment patted the ancient book and said, "In the former Tang Yulin version of the Diamond Sutra, the old man walked around the streets for several months to get a copy. To be honest, he only made two hundred coins from selling it to the young master, which is the hard-earned money for running errands!"

Xiaowei's eyes widened, as if in disbelief. She thought for a while and then said: "Isn't the price clearly marked? How can it be..."

Young Master explained: "Old man's kind of ancient books and antiques that are difficult to distinguish from fake are classified as risky goods. Buyers need vision and experience, so they are sold at negotiated prices. As for normal books, handicrafts, etc. in department stores or regular shops, the quality is guaranteed. M."

Xiaowei said, "Isn't this a lie?"

The young master said: "It cannot be generalized. If a farmer digs out a jar from his own field and sells it to a passerby for three cents, but after the passerby takes care of it, he discovers that the pot is an antique worth hundreds of dollars. Can it be said that it is unfair to the farmer?"

Xiaowei was immediately stuck.The young master then said: "In business, as long as it is not a forced purchase or sale with malicious intent of fraud, I think there is nothing wrong with it."

Zhao Fujin glanced at the worn Diamond Sutra and suspected that the other party was studying Buddhist sutras, so he asked, "Young master, do you have a lot of experience in Buddhist sutras?"

The young master copied the Diamond Sutra in his hand and said with a smile: "Grandma's birthday is approaching, but because she is short of money, she can only buy a Buddhist sutra to make her happy!"

China has regarded filial piety as a virtue since ancient times. Zhao Fujin and Xiaowei's childhood experiences were quite rough. Although they were sad after hearing this, they suddenly felt good about each other, so they walked and talked with each other.

"I haven't asked the son's name yet!"

"Yao Xiaohan, what do you call the girl?"

With an idea, Zhao Fujin replied, "Jin Fuzhao."

"The house is full of gold and jade, Fu Rui Zhaohua, what a good name!"

At this moment, a police whistle sounded from a distance, and then spread in all directions.

The young master's face was condensed, as if he didn't know what was going on. After a while, he saw two security team members running past, looking extremely nervous.

The young master reached out to stop them both, and asked, "What's the matter?"

The security guard glanced at the three of them and said dejectedly: "It is said that Emperor Ji ran away with the maid. People from the court framed us. Minister Zhuo was furious. We can only go out to search... By the way, please three of you, if you see anything suspicious, The two lone women must remember to report them!"

Xiaowei almost screamed in shock.

Zhao Fujin forced himself to calm down and replied with a smile: "Well, we will definitely report it when we see it!"

After the security guards left, the young master laughed and said: "It seems that this emperor is not only naughty, but also very courageous. She dares to escape from marriage even if she is unfamiliar with the place..."

Suddenly, Han Xiaoyao, whose pseudonym was Yao Xiaohan, turned to look at Zhao Fujin and Xiao Wei, then looked at the security team members who were leaving, pointed at the master and servant and said in surprise: "Oh~ you guys can't be just..."

Looking carefully at this time, he realized that Zhao Fujin's appearance was indeed stunning, and all his words seemed pale under this appearance.

Thinking back on the experience just now, I cursed myself for being blind in vain.

Xiaowei almost cried, and quickly begged: "Please, don't tell anyone. I heard that the king kills people like crazy. If he catches us, we will definitely be beaten to death..."

Zhao Fujin felt sad, but he was unwilling to drag the other party down.

"If you beat me to death, I will beat you to death. This matter has nothing to do with the young master. Xiaowei, let's go!"

Han Xiaoyao had no choice but to visit the camp area privately today, unexpectedly meeting one of his fiancées, Empress Maode, who was also a runaway bride.

Seeing Xiao Wei shivering and Mao De leaving with absolute determination, they knew that in their minds, he was definitely the man-eating devil with a green face and fangs.

But if they are really running around and hiding, if they encounter an accident, it will definitely be a big trouble, and they cannot ignore it either emotionally or rationally.

Following him, looking at the panicked master and servant who didn't know where to go, Han Xiaoyao suggested: "You will be discovered in a minute like this. If you want to escape from the marriage, come with me!"

Xiaowei was very alert at this time. She immediately stopped in front of Maode and asked in a low voice: "What are you doing? Don't think that you are plotting something evil because you have taken advantage of us!"

"Ha!" Han Xiaoyao chuckled: "First of all, although you are wearing military uniforms, you did not indicate the armbands, which is not in line with the Korean military system. Secondly, you bought too many goods, which is clearly beyond the income of ordinary female soldiers.

Again, if the guess is correct, Xiaowei is not yet sixteen years old and does not meet the age to join the army!Plus, the two of you are so conspicuous together that it’s hard not to get noticed! "

These flaws were pointed out by Han Xiaoyao, and Xiaowei became even more nervous and looked back at Maode helplessly.

How to do it?

Zhao Fujin thought for a moment, stared at Han Xiaoyao and asked, "Who are you? Are you not afraid of offending King Zhenbei?"

(End of this chapter)